Sliding back the large door, Matt threw a wary glance along the street.

He reached the top floor and threw the beams of his torch along the ceiling.

And first he threw his eyes along the street.

As soon as I was past, one of them threw a small stone along the road at my feet.

He threw the rays of a flashlight along the floor.

A tiny light, no larger than a half dollar, threw its rays along the floor.

The old man threw a triumphant glance along the row of waiting clients.

Its white light threw a sharp black shadow along the side of the root.

The Shadow threw the beams along the thick wall at the left.

I tried throwing the beam of my pencil flash along the floor.